How I'd Like to Find Dat Man.
Copyright, 1896, by Alb. H. Fitz.
Words and Music by Alb. H. Fitz.
I's looking for a nigger dat dey says left de town,
Went in de night, I know,
Told me dat he lulled me, den he threw me down-
How I hate dat nigger so.
I hasn't got a dollar in dis wide, wide world,
But I'll hunt till I get dat man,
And when I meet him, den de trouble will begin-
Yes, when I find dat man:
How I'd like to find dat man of mine,
'Deed, I'd like to meet dat coon
Who called me his honey, den took all ma money,
And said he would be right back soon,
Dey say dat He's gone wid a little yaller gal,
For me to try to ketch him if I can;
If I meet dat coon dere'll be trouble mighty soon,
Oh, how I'd like to find dat man.
I'd thirteen dollars in de bottom of ma trunk,
When last dat nigger I see;
When I went to pay ma rent, why I didn't have a cent.
*Oh, he didn't do a thing to me.*
Dat big, black barber had taken every bit,
Left me to do de best I can.
Now I'll bet you a dollar dat I will make him holler
Yes when I find dat man - Chorus.
Dat. nigger stole de money dat I worked so hard to get,
Didn't leave enough to buy meal,
Took my chain and locket, every nickel in ma pocket.
I neber thought dat man would steal.*
His name is Billy Weaver, and he is a gay deceiver,
But I'll show him dat he can't fool wid me,
I'll fill him full of lead, yes. I'll *break his head*
When dat man I see.- Chorus.